Joy: Okay, everyone! The long awaited sequel to "Reversing Roles"! This first chapter is kind of short, I know. Oh, well. BTW: You should go read "Reversing Roles" in order to get some background on this story. I will give references to it in this chapter and possibly others. This story will be longer than that story…hopefully.
Bakura's Day Out
Ryou's Anxiety
Ryou dreaded the coming day. He was up extra early, just before the sun came up. It was summer, so no school. No, that was not what was bothering the white-haired teenager. It was his dark, Bakura.
Yesterday, Yugi had come to him with a problem. He and Yami had somehow gotten switched, and the only thing that could switch them back was the Millennium Ring. Bakura had refused to help, and in desperation to aid his friend, Ryou had made a deal with Bakura: Twenty-four hours in complete control of Ryou's body. And Ryou couldn't complain or do anything.
Now, though, he had a slight worry about what was going to happen today. Bakura was never known for patience and the world had changed a lot in five thousand years. Ryou wondered what Bakura would do with his free time today. He also wondered if he should regret his decision, even though it was too late to take it back.
So Ryou sat next to his window sill a short while after the sun rose, wondering if he should call Yugi and warn him. Or the police. And a lawyer.
You worry too much, host. I will not do anything to tarnish your precious reputation.
Oh, and what about Yugi's Puzzle?
There was a sigh. Host, I have no intention of trying to steal it. The pharaoh is not that weak and as much as I like a good Shadow Game, I have other things I want to do today. Now, is it time? I am growing impatient.
Ryou looked over at the clock by his bed. You still have an hour, Bakura.
Bakura growled. Why not change now?
Bakura, we had a deal. At eight o'clock we will switch. In the meantime, I am going down to get me some food. I have a feeling my body will need it.
He headed downstairs to the kitchen and started fixing himself some breakfast. So, Bakura, what are you going to do on your day out?
I am planning on a lot of things, host. But I will keep my plans to myself as they are my business.
I was just asking Bakura.
Yes, well. Stop asking so many questions.
Ryou rolled his eyes. Okay. Just promise me not to land us in any hospital patient list, okay?
Bakura snorted in response. Ryou sat down to eat his food and looked up at the clock. Wow, this hour is flying by. I'll eat and shower, then it should be time for you to take over, Bakura.
Good. Hurry up, then, host.
Ryou sighed. He silently ate his breakfast and then headed upstairs to take a long shower. He had about forty-five minutes till eight o'clock. As the water from the shower rained on him, Ryou let his mind wander. He wondered what Bakura was planning with his day. If he wasn't going to try to steal the Puzzle or cause basic terror wherever he went, what was he planning on doing? He seems quite anxious about it, though I guess I would be too if I never got a chance to go out and explore. I guess he must be kind of excited about it.
Ryou had never though of it that way. He really never saw Bakura's side, but now that he was thinking about it, he felt sorry that Bakura never got a chance to be out more. He just kind of stayed in the Ring and didn't talk to Ryou about how he felt. Though Bakura was never one to leap into a conversation head first, let alone tell anyone what he was feeling. Bakura though emotions were a sign of weakness, something he refused to show in any form.
He got out of the shower and headed into his bedroom to change. He was about to pull out an outfit similar to what he wore at Battle City, but then he paused. This is Bakura's day, so he should decide what to wear. Bakura, what do you want to wear today?
It doesn't matter as long as it doesn't have stripes or frilly stuff on it, host.
Ryou stifled a laugh, then pulled out a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt. He looked over at the clock. Five minutes, Bakura. Ryou got dressed, then went back downstairs. The keys to the house are in my front pocket, Bakura. Remember to lock up when you leave.
Hmph. Do not lecture me. I know what I am doing, host. Now is it time?
Yes. It's eight o'clock, Bakura.
There was a flash of light from the Ring, then Bakura was in control and Ryou found himself in his soul room. He sighed. Well, if I'm going to be in here, I might as well find something to do.
In Ryou's soul room there was an entire library full of books. That's what he liked to do: read. He did it every chance he got. So he went over and started looking through the volumes. A lot of these things he had read at least a dozen times. He wanted a large book that would take him a long time to read through. Let's start with this one. It looks good. Let's see… "The Three Musketeers"…
Meanwhile, Bakura stood in the living room, thinking of what he would do with his free day out. He slowly grinned. "Now, the real fun begins."
Joy: There you have it. What will he do? The fun begins next time. See ya then and don't forget to review. How else will I know if you like the story?